graphs of my Universe
You’re gorgeous
Yet beyond reach.
You ignore me
Even in one sweetest dream.
“Wakey! Wakey!”
Every alarm clock screams wildly.
——
one of my best friends innocently thought I am in a date with a handsome intelligent man — I wish to the moon and back to date someone ordinary like this Rege in warm clothes smiling subtly 🥹♥️😃
I am glad that my best friend for the first time didn’t know someone in the news! 💕
the Rege I won’t prefer – party goer, glamorous dude, everyone’s charmer 😂
Where is home?
It is where roses dry out
Silently on a table
With their colours and shapes.
Where is home?
It is also where roses grow
Peacefully in the garden
With their beauty and scent.
Where is home?
It is where roses are
Sincerely exist in life
With their space and time.
——
left it on Oct 24 evening, will meet them again on Oct 30 morning in a home
If not because of
Love,
This soul won’t soar,
This heart won’t throb,
This head won’t radiate,
These palms won’t trust sensations.
If because of
Love all are alive,
And so
I fall in
Love
Every single
Day
With
You.
The same
You
Over and over
Again.
——
falling in love is everyday whole year like butternut squash 💕
picture: RC Gorman’s work of art
There are waves that breathe
Fanning the flame flickering
Eternally within.
——
RC Gorman’s work of art
Coincidences,
Unexplained experience
In one fast crossroad
——
‘M supposed to watch Coldplay in Japan with Vito, my nephew. We’d planned the trip since May; he passed away in July. Feeling desperate and not wanting to go alone, I was about to cancel the trip when coincidently one best friend said she wanted to visit me in Singapore in the week of the supposed-to-be-cancelled trip. I offered her a free Coldplay ticket to go with me. She agreed! And so the trip cancellation didn’t happen. 💕
I am still selecting which photo of his is the best to bring. I want to take picture with his picture before, during and after Coldplay concert and wherever we would have been going in Japan.
Sometimes we live to walk on others’ dreams and those who have the dreams must let go off their dream to be walked on by others. That’s why I always want to live my life with true dedication as not everyone has the opportunity to live this long.
For those living chasing dreams, you can!
For those leaving with some dreams behind, your dreams are cherished by your beloved!
Rest in love, dear boy.
Salam.
my life is a chain of ordinary acts, rare sprinkles of drama and magical coincidences — unexplainable except that I am blessed with all the problems and solutions 💕
Today’s a good day
To breathe what’s good and what’s not.
Tasting in balance—
——
my friend in Ubud packed some ready-to-fry cassava — good!
I wish to meet you
And greet each other sweetly
Where sun looks red round.
——
sometimes I imagine I meet a long lost friend in one busy airport and we greet each other —- “long time no see, let’s have some tea!”
(Changi Airport picture – Rain Vortex)
Sometimes it feels dizzy
To look things as presented
Then I flip upside down
Things are weird
You become so within reach.
Once the twig cracked and broke,
I fell down
And you were nowhere to find
Before talking
Without goodbye.
——
i’m a fool
Pearls sliding down
The slope of this face
End in a clear lake
Reflecting a tiny shadow
Of my singing heart
About this journey
About the weak
About the unprotected
About the underprivileged
About those
Who are turned to a line of batteries
To charge a machine
Called
Greed.
Wet my cheeks,
Flood my heart,
Keep me clear
So I can see what is.
——
choosing to spread smiles and to silently recite unchained melody of peace and love to those 💕 the least I can do
my praying heart goes to those civilians especially those underprivileged, weak, unprotected, betrayed anywhere they are on Mother Earth
May all beings be happy. Free from suffering.
🙏🏼
(picture from Pinterest)
I live here
On a wandering planet
Where sunflower grows
Looking up the sun
With no question
Until maturity arrives
And she will face only the east
Where hope rises.
Indeed.
——
(picture from Pinterest)
Life is prancing in a rainy day.
Arrows of raindrops race sprinkling down.
Splashes of mud jump up to the boots.
Raincoat waves to the wind.
Rucksack, a pendulum on the back.
I don’t want to pretend.
It is cold.
It is dirty.
It is wet.
Yet I wave with my hair,
I celebrate with my head,
I dance with my body,
I prance in the weather.
Life is rain
Fertilising grass on this path,
Cooling down a hot day,
Washing off fear,
Disguising tears.
There is nothing like a rainy day
With which I prance all the way.
——
it takes 48 years for me to finally realise that life has blessed me all the way
(picture from Pinterest)
What’s hidden’s beauty
Admiring silently.
Reciprocity—
——
getting off from bus #857, i saw something silently looking at me as saying “hey, sweet heart how was your day?”
it’s this beauty!
A best gift, my love
Knowing you seeing my heart.
Do you know my heart?
——
wooden comb is one best gift from myself to myself this year 😀
The tree sows thousands of seeds
That fly to all directions
And never return
Until the wind stands up
And calls.
Which seeds come back?
Any
That hear a mother
Beautifully sings with love
Humbly whispers with peace
About home
Full of
Love.
——
this is how much beautifully humble my mother is — with that she has been highly respected by those surrounding her; I won’t be as respected as she is yet I want to at least preserve some part of her humbleness 💚
Everything is centred.
My mother.
Everything is meaningful.
My mother.
Everything is wisdom.
My mother.
——
she was meeting her doctor for medical review on her birthday today — she said her health and children are the best gift forever 💕
Ibu and me in Jabal Rahmah (Mount of Love), 2016 — wishing our love spread to everyone around us
a tumpeng by me for my mother, sent via WhatsApp 🙂
Soak the self in love.
Treat the life with all blessings.
Every breath counts hope.
——
these ingredients will be soaked in water for two days before applied to hair after shampoo
this time: rice + ginger + rosemary + pomelo rind
I flipped this body down
To see the world upside down
My first effort brought frown
Still I decided to go on
I’m hanging my satchel
I’m hanging my pole
I’m taking all as it is
From behind the scroll
——
this is my favourite photo of mine although I don’t look good at all: I’m simply upside down with fun as how I see the world outside my work, trying to relax by seeing things from different perspectives and understanding others’ esp those disagreeing with me —
to me most of the time caption is more important than picture and I always like to tease my friends with my caption and some usually cannot stop commenting although irrelevantly 😀
Even if
I love
You,
I won’t chase
You.
I am a tiny dust,
They are giant stars.
I realise at last,
Their silence gives me scars.
I am a wandering centre
That spins peacefully,
In solitude
Giving blessings
From a distance
Until someday
They can feel what I feel,
They can see what I see,
They can hear what I hear,
They can taste what I taste,
They can touch what I touch,
They not be what I not be.
——
still, centred yet wandering with the universe
Evacuate. Now.
Hundreds of steps in the dim.
Sorry, false alarm.
——
this morning I felt kind of alarmed; nervous at the same time energised because of alarm going off early morning in the hotel — fire warden in action; run run run! lucky enough I stayed on 11th floor, not the highest! 👍🏽
with other guests who were (I guessed) sleepy and not ready to show themselves up to the world
no need to dress up! I just grabbed my MacBook, iPhone and my sling bag, left other stuff less important (although important) — oh my! predictably I saw many were wearing “whatsoever as long as wearing things” 😝 tired as well as entertained 😂
in the assembly point waiting, waiting and waiting — false alarm
the hotel rep said “We are terribly sorry. It is a false alarm and all guests would you please go back to your room? We will arrange a compensation for you all affected. We once again apologise to you for the inconvenience caused. Sorry, Ma’am. Sorry, Sir….”
a love letter I found arriving in the room this evening 🙏🏼
Time is
Paradoxical.
Luxury for those knowing how short it is,
Ordinary as everyone is given.
Time is
Relative.
Those transacting in life say
Time is money.
Those knowing its sharpness say
Time is like sword.
Those valuing milestones say
Let’s race with time.
Those mismanaging things say
I have no time.
Those loving you say
I have all time.
Those knowing your struggle say
Please take your time.
Those having super speed say
Don’t waste your time.
How do you say about
Your time?
You decide.
One to remember
There is no referee in life
To whom you can shout
“Timeout!”
Time flows.
Time flies.
Time walks.
Time runs.
Time swims.
Time dives.
You may want to stop it,
Yes you can
Only if you stop everything
At the same time for
Every body
Everywhere.
Can you?
——-
time is short when you smile and forever when you pout
Useful link about Time
If there is luxury
I can always boast,
It is time
With which horizon broadens,
Spectrum of truth unrolls,
Insight sharpens,
Heart softens,
Wisdom drips, drops then flows;
Love goes on.
——
what time is it? wanna be back to London — when when…. 😊
Useful link for Greenwich
Luxury, my love
What makes one feel fortunate,
Feel responsible.
Luxury, my love
Not brand, not price tag. It’s mind
Bursting new spirits.
Luxury, my love
You can bluff but you can’t trade
With a true spirit.
Luxury, my love
What you’ve failed, what you’ve too learnt
About the deep wounds.
——
not the Aman Jiwo Hotel making it luxurious, it is Borobudur temple, Menoreh Hill and all the Javanese villages and tradition conserved as surrounding is the real luxury
Mirror,
Mirror
On the wall!
Show me clearly
Afterall
What’s been
Lingering
In this fall.
Whether massive darkness
Or just shadow
That crawls.
——
only selfie when feeling good and truly willing to see what’s reflected by the mirror
Sweetness of this life,
Interchangeable
Only with
The heart
That sings love songs.
——
pastry that charms sweetness sensor tonight mixed with friendship woke me up
“long time! we’ve been waiting with so much to share. you’ve won your battle. be happy.”
thank you, Bangkok! you should have told me earlier that what looks grand might be a shadow reflected by water in a pond with little light coming in
let’s sing love songs no matter what
Thank you, mid autumn
For showing a firmer end
Of uncertain path
Having trapped the traveler
In a maze of blinking stars.
——
Happy Mid Autumn Festival
between chopsticks
on a spoon
in a cone
among stars
shadowed by birds
by the sea
over a castle
Note: pictures sent by a colleague
Once my master said
“Be kind,
Yet don’t let evil take the wheel.
You know where to go
And no one but you
Is to drive your fate.”
Once my master said
“Be generous,
Yet don’t get misled.
You know how to count
And no one but you
Is to solve the equation.”
Once my master said
“Be careful,
Yet don’t forget to have fun.
You know how to celebrate
And no one but you
Is to throw the party.”
Once my master said
Nothing.
It was time for me to go
To trace my own path
And no one but me
Is to walk the talk.
And here I am,
One heart,
One word,
One journey.
Just
One.
——
to me this is just one cup of tea, to the helper it is all her kindness, pride and maybe survival in one act — thank you, Ma’am for your sincere smile and the tea 💕 you are the master of service 🙏🏼 I bow to the divine in you 💕
When hunger invites,
Would you attend or fight back?
A game anyway—
——
rambutan behind the green
spring rolls
Crowning black gets grey,
Surfing through tunnels of time.
There is no U-turn.
——
long, black with some grey showing — excited to have this long hair to caress ♥️
Fragrance of sambac
Ferries the wish to the love
Reborn with new scents.
——
The death of my beloved nephew at young age (22 yo) is one extreme turning point in how I see life and what is in it.
I am not sad anymore and not considering it a loss anymore. Just drying tears and grateful smiles so — remembering how good his life was. How someone with so big mental wound could survive life by serving others in such a fun witty ways. 🥰 We now know how much we loved him and how tremendously he loved us.
Yet….
reborn
not interested in talking in group except for work;
prefer seeing life more lightly yet deeply at the same time;
choose to seclude myself by doing what I can do genuinely; if not, I will stay away;
respond to human interaction differently and it might have hurt people in outer rings; it doesn’t matter
still the same human being yet not the same anymore;
so amazed how losing loved ones can change someone so significantly. And the reality shows me whom are real and unreal, true and untrue…. 💚
Life is mysteriously beautiful.
Thank You so very much!
Alfatihah.
my younger brother’s 1st son was a newborn death; my older brother’s sons: one died at 10, the other at 22 — wishing them to be reborn with love, prosperity and luck 💕😊 you’re (always) in my heart and (sometimes) at my left wrist, boys! 💕💕😊
Ayutthaya greets
A heart that sings a love song.
A wat witnesses.
——
from 2010 to 2012 Thailand was my playground esp in the area of food processing , from 2013 up to now is for electronic mostly in Ayutthaya — Sala Ayutthaya is always my favourite here, thank you…. 😘
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